More Tears than Fears

I am so excited! Did you hear the news? Tears for Fears is getting back together! Did I just date myself? In college, I thought they were one of the greatest bands. I prefer their first album (yes, darn it, I said album) The Hurting. The college memories came flooding back when I heard the news of their reunion - then like a slap upside the head, reality hit, I am old.

bummer!

Life is Good

Winston and I are having a ball! Well, he could do without the collar but other than that he seems happy. He is learning more and more each day and I don't think he appreciates the word "NO." He did a dance yesterday when I told him no to chewing on my shoes and then ran over and tossed his baby around.

He's not sure about the rain - I couldn't get him passed the garage door on his own this morning. The sky was falling and he wasn't gonna have anything to do with that!

Work is work and really doesn't matter much when you have a new baby waiting for you to come home. We have a new graphic artist in the office, who is really nice. Hopefully, she can start relieving me of the jobs I acquired through necessity but really don't have the technical skills for.

It's bedlam week, I can't wait for the game. Oh by the game, Winston watches football too (I actually think its the crowd noise that gets his attention but it cute none the less).

Winston is doing battle with the big bad stuff moose.

Winston is getting rather annoyed with me and the camera.

This is my new roommate, Winston, the Prime Minister.

Winston Moves In!

Dad and I took a trip to Blanchard on Saturday and came home with a new addition. His name is Winston and he's six weeks old. He is the smallest puppy I've ever had and am afraid I am going to hurt him. He's a Beagle!

His true personality hasn't come out yet. He's just trying to figure out what the hell has happened to him - one minute he's hanging out with his brothers and sisters and the next some crazy people have put him in this big thing for 45 minutes and he hasn't seen anyone he knows since.

I'll keep you posted on all the Winston news as it breaks and will post some pics as soon as I get some. Oh, by the way, Seamus is confused as all get out as to what that wee one is!

Yes I am Lost Too

Okay, I am addicted to Lost - my thoughts are they are no longer on Earth? Who agrees with me? A man that couldn't walk now does - yep, they've been abducted and taken to a different planet for observation.

I am getting a dog! There I've declared my intention now to make up my mind as to what kind. I am toying with the idea of a getting a Jack Russell or Beagle. Since I have a short fence an Irish Setter or Dalmatian is out of the question. I do however have a very large back yard that would be good for either the Jack or Beagle. My sister tells me that Jack Russells aren't good with other dogs, since they want all the attention (I can't have that since I babysit Seamus every time mom and dad go to Vegas). I also hear that Beagles bark all the time and aren't good neighbors - torn, what to do? I will not get a taco bell dog, poodle, shit-zu, lasa apsa, any sissy dog like that. I can't afford or find a French Bull Dog, which are adorable! AAAARRRRGGGG! Any ideas, anyone?

Used lungs for sale, I don't want them anymore

The name Walking pneumonia is an oxy-moron! When you've got it your not walking anywhere! Your laying on the couch, hacking out a lung and wish the slow death you are experiencing would happen already! Needless to say, I am sick and royally pissed about it.